Rain means mushrooms, and mushrooms mean pleasure. Every cloud etc.
Girolles are Kimbo's favourite, so I was especially pleased to find enough to accompany our Confit last night. Actually the above was just the start, I went out again after lunch and gathered a whole lot more.
The Cepes we ate as an omelet for lunch. One of life's little freebie treats.
He is having a real Gourmet's holidayReplyDelete
He'll need another holiday to recover.Delete
I love mushrooms. Can imagine the flavour in these. Great haulReplyDelete
I'm just going out on another hunt.Delete
I love mushrooms too,i have to buy them here.ReplyDelete
We are particularly lucky here; it's a well-known mushroom area.Delete
Don't get lost in the fog!ReplyDelete
Just back. One Cepe, and only a few Girolles. Time was short. I'll go again later.Delete
Are the small mushrooms in your photo called Honey mushrooms? What we call "chiodini" (nails). I love mushrooms too but don't digest them well anyore.ReplyDelete
Greetings Maria x
I think that 'Chiodini' are the ones that kill fruit trees. Very destructive, but edible. No, the 'Girolles' are 'Chanterelles', lovely mushrooms with a slight Apricot flavour.Delete
I love mushrooms too. Early in May I did a workshop on mushroom growing. I'm hooked! My first flush of Johnny Utah was delicious. I learned how to grow different varieties from manky packs of supermarket shrooms, as well. It's getting a bit cold here now so further flushes may stall. But I'm hopeful of more, soon. My issue is finding the room indoors to grow them. Close to the loungeroom heater is a good spot. It's all very exciting!ReplyDelete
I've often thought about growing my own, but here there's really not much point. We are lucky that we have really great mushrooms growing all around us.Delete
I don't know enough about our local mushrooms to risk foraging. There are foraging workshops available locally but I wonder if my dodgey hips will allow me to keep up!Delete
I love mushrooms but have never picked and eaten a fresh one in my life.ReplyDelete
You need to go with someone who has experience, then learn just about one or two varieties.Delete
This is what I love about your blog. It makes my mouth water. And fills me with an emotion I rarely encounter: Pangs of envy. Be they your baby artichokes just off the market or freshly picked mushrooms.ReplyDelete
Anyway, back to oysters. Here is a question to occupy your inner philosopher: Where does the expression "The world is your oyster" come from, considering that it's the devil's own job to break into one at danger of cutting yourself?
I don't know, but I think Shakespeare is involved in it somewhere. I'll have to investigate.Delete
One of life's joys. Unfortunately I am not knowledgeable enough to risk eating ones I've found.ReplyDelete
It's always best to concentrate on one or two varieties, and never touch any others. We pick no more than five.Delete
Nothing better than a freebie treat - here it is only field mushrooms a bit later in the year - but on the farm we often had a good crop and cooked with liver and bacon in a good gravy they were divine.ReplyDelete
I do like field mushrooms but we very rarely eat them. The flavour is entirely different to the two above.Delete